Chapter 11: The Idol of the Year (11)
Ke Mo quickly understood what she meant, and after a while, he said without changing his face: "Well, I'll ask his opinion." ”
The tone has become a little cold.
But back in the apartment, Ke Moti didn't mention this stubble to Yue Chen, what to do.
Moreover, he suddenly remembered Losh.
Luo Xu didn't have any good resources before, but he still stood out and became popular with his excellent stage control ability.
Presumably, there are few resources, and it is also because Ke Mo, who is basically set according to his own character, will not have the idea of letting Luo Xu sell himself for glory at all.
Therefore, even if Luo Xu didn't know, he didn't have a place to live with Luo Xu.
Ke Mo calmed down, turned his head to Yue Chen, who was placing a copy for others, and said, "I'll wash some grapes, and then cook, if there is anything to call me." ”
As soon as Yue Chen heard his voice, his heart tightened, and the operation that was originally easy to kill the boss also stagnated, and a wave of blood was eaten without paying attention.
“…… Oh good. ”
Stabilizing his mind, Yue Chen absentmindedly resumed his usual operation, and after hastily winning the box, he closed the game.
He, is there something wrong?
As soon as I saw Co Mo and heard his indifferent voice, I felt itchy and hot as if I had been lightly pricked by a tiny needle.
Just as there was a thin sound of water running in the kitchen, Yue Chen's thoughts were getting more and more drifting, but the screen of his mobile phone that Como had placed on the sofa with his shopping bag suddenly lit up.
Yue Chen subconsciously looked over, and was stunned for a moment after seeing it clearly.
It's a text message –
"Xiao Ke, you think about it, just accompany you for one night, you can come to such a good resource, what's not to let go! You don't want him to be popular? Aren't you afraid that he will also resent you as much as Losh? ”
The screen quickly went black.
But the content of that text message was deeply imprinted in Yue Chen's mind.
Losh, the man I met last time...... Thinking of the words he had provoked last time, Yue Chen didn't have to think much to guess what was going on.
As for the "he" mentioned in it, Yue Chen didn't even need to think about it, he knew that he was the only one that Ke Mo brought with him now.
So, did Como not want to let him come into contact with those, so he ignored it?
Yue Chen pursed his lips.
Eighteen years old, a handsome young man in his vigorous youth, in the living room of the apartment with bright light and clear windows, sitting cross-legged, slender hands on the glass tabletop, there is an irrepressible clean light under his eyes.
Contradictory people.
Obviously indifferent, but at home to see such a heavy mouth. Obviously, he didn't seem to be even bothered to be angry, but he didn't hesitate to spend so much money for a person who was not familiar with him and calmly returned with a tooth for a tooth.
And this time...... He silently abides by his own principles.
Yue Chen was almost glad that he had seen the unimaginable side of Commo. Then his thoughts couldn't help but drift away, what would happen when he read that book......
Will you not be able to maintain the calmness on your face?
Will you close your eyes, react, and then reach out in embarrassment?
Or will it bite its lip, blush, and breathe withholdingly.
Can't think about it anymore......
Yue Chenyan came back to his senses, and after realizing what he had imagined just now, his hands clenched unconsciously, and his ears instantly turned red and lowered his head, lying on his notebook in annoyance.
When Commo came out with a plate of crystal clear grapes, he saw such a scene and couldn't help asking, "What, it's uncomfortable?" ”
"Nope." Yue Chen shook his head, trying his best to maintain his usual complexion, avoiding his gaze, "No." ”